A Gallon of Blood

As last year, we're buying a half pig from a local smallholding. The pig's gone to slaughter today, so we called in at the abattoir on the way home, to pick up a bucket of blood. Destringed, and poured into tubs, it's now in the freezer, ready to make black pudding at the weekend, when the rest of the pig will be ready to collect from the butcher.